Chapter 1057: Projection world (on)

The surrounding light spots are all gathered together in one place, just like buying a pair of puzzles, which are being aligned and pieced together, and finally a pattern appears.
The process was very slow, and the singer looked around and found that there was no warning of
no smoking
and immediately lit a cigarette. As a person with ethics, he has always been like this, but whenever there is a sign prohibiting smoking, he will not throw out the cigarettes. To be a human being, the most important thing is to be happy... Oh no, it is three views.
Looking at the high songs standing on the side of the clouds, Wang Xiaofeng is admired from the heart, if this is not the Taishan collapse in the face and does not change color, then what is the big scene?
Shao Shuai thought about it. He reached out and asked for a high song. In fact, neither of them was considered an old smoker. It was only when you were idle and you were thinking about a time to send a message. The seeds are like.
However, whether it is Gaoge or Shao Shuai, it seems that most of the time is idle.
Therefore, they smoke when they are idle, as if the frequency is excessive.
"You said, what is the situation?" Shao Shuai whispered a high song.
"I don't know." Gao Ge shook his head and gave his answer very decisively.
Shao Shuai did not expect to be able to get any answers from Gaoge. Just when he was going to ask the Gaoge before he realized the tree essence, those lights suddenly accelerated the speed of convergence.
It seems that the sound of Shao Shuai’s speech is too ugly, and they can’t wait.
When the light converges together, a picture is formed. It seems that there is a feeling of 3D projection, and they stand in the picture, just like the person in the picture, but only the person in the picture.
In front of them, it is a huts, rough and simple, and in front of the huts, it is a small sapling that is more than one meter tall. It is estimated that it has not been planted for too long.
Perhaps it will take a long time to grow to the point where it flourishes.
"Where is this?" Shao Shuai asked.
"Look at the picture, it should be the small island where we are now." Gao Geping calmly, his eyes fixed on the picture, for fear of missing any details, on the one hand, because they came to the Shao family to ban the land is actually to find the traces of immortals, On the other hand, you have to find a way to leave here, and the method of leaving the Shao family to ban the land should also be left here.
In a short time, a white-shirt man appeared in the picture, up to the age of forty or fifty.
He has a long hair crown, a face like a jade, a tall and straight figure with a wine gourd hanging around his waist.
Before the huts, a small dish was opened, and the white-shirt man in the picture must have lived here for a short time.
The white man sat on a bench, his brow was wrinkled, his right hand fingers kept squatting back and forth, and the thumb of the thumb was moving at the speed of the other four fingers. It was dazzling, as if it was being played. What, for a long time, he sighed and made a sound.
"There is a transmission array in this world. This is definitely not going to go wrong. But why wait a few hundred years to appear?"
Then, his face became stunned.
"The environment in this world is really bad. If you practice in this place, you want to fly up and go for a long time. I have to go back to the world before. Otherwise, it is very likely that I will die here..."
From the tone of the white-shirt man's voice, Gao Ge also felt a desperate blow.
Finally, he stood up violently, his eyes sparkling with a glimmer of light.
"This time, it must be that I am not allowed. Yes, it must be like this. I have to find a way to go back. They are still waiting for me..."
It seems that this is also a concern.
The figure of a man suddenly disappeared, as if he had never existed before.
The passage of time in the picture speeds up the speed. This can be seen through the tree. The tree that was originally only one or two meters high quickly grew to the height of four or five meters, and the vegetables were surrounded. Fences and huts have long been decaying, watching the green grass on the island, the spring breeze blowing, and the time is like a gap.
Finally, the old man in white shirt came back again.
Only this time, he seems to be getting old.
"One hundred years, one hundred years, I still haven't found the transfer array back. Is it really that God is going to die..." On the man's face, a bitter smile appeared.
Under the wrath, the man fell down with a fist, and the fists whistled like a thunder. A brilliance of the brilliance, falling into the deep lake, suddenly smashed hundreds of water columns, and skyrocketed. When the water column fell, it was a storm.
The tree is still swaying in the wind and rain, seems to want to give the white man a little comfort, but it can not speak, can only express this emotion in this way.
For a long time, the tree was once again silent.
The man reached out and waved forward, flattening the tall building, and the pavilion where they are now appeared.
Gao Ge and others suddenly opened their eyes.
If what appears in this picture is true, how does this guy do it?
From the ground up to the tall buildings, don't say that they are singers of the masters of these great masters. Even the cultivators who are above the ancient martial arts and even the ancient martial arts can't do it.
This should not be pure force, but supernatural!
"What the is this?" Wang Xiaofeng was stunned.
Shao Shuai’s emotion suddenly became excited. He held his fist and said excitedly:
God, this must be a god! We have a record of a fairy in the Forbidden City. It must be this one! It seems that he is being Trapped in our world, there has been no way to get out!"
Gao Ge and others did not speak.
The information they are capturing now is all from the picture in front of them, so it is true or false for Shao Shuai to say that they are not good at judging.
The white-shirt man spent a long time in the pavilion, and once again left, may not be reconciled.
Time has once again accelerated the speed of the passage.
When the white-shirt man came back again, he even took a young child.
"Since then, I am your master, I can teach you some, but how much you can learn depends on your own life."
The look of the child's face also revealed a bit of panic, as if some of the young men in front of him were afraid, but nodded.
"What is your name?" asked the white man.
"Shao Wuwei." The young child said softly.
"Well, you are my disciple in the future." The white-shirt man laughed. "Although your qualifications are good, but my time is not much, and you are only a child, so let me teach you first." How to refine Dan, in this case, you can also delay your aging through alchemy, how?"
"it is good!"
And Shao Shuai, once again jumped.